*Are you insane like me?* *Been in pain like me?* _[...]_ *And all the people say* *You can't wake up, this is not a dream* *You're part of a machine, you are not a human being* *With your face all made up, living on a screen* *Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline* _[...]_ _these parts move me_
pov: you are a therapist at an insane asylum, sitting down with a patient named Emily that was sent there for hearing voices and seeing abnormal entities. While writing down what she says, she suddenly starts to express her feelings about her life and what the 'voices' say to her, to you out of the blue.
Letra: Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me? Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me? Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me? Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me? And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I think there's a flaw in my code (Oh, oh, oh, oh) These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me? And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I think there's a flaw in my code (Oh, oh, oh, oh) These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold
dude, trust me i couldn't love Halsey more. this is one of my fav songs of her and this sounds absolutely amazing this is stunning just like her, congrats.
Sitting here with the lights off All I smell is lysol havent paid my bills or charged my phone I sold my soul that's why I'm alone I'm just like you though like a clone Trying to fly through the air like cyclone Am I important to this world I dont know Whoa whoa whoa ohhhhhh I forgot where I outta go I lost my hope Satan paved my road Put gasoline on my drivers door Lit it and said it's time to float, Lifes a bitch that's why I'm blown
@@truthtoart8560 I'm trying to give you a helpful tip because nobody likes cliches and if you actually want to make a good story don't use insanity or asylums as a theme.
Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me? Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me? Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me? Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me? Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me? And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline I think there's a flaw in my code These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me? And all the people say You can't wake up, this is not a dream You're part of a machine, you are not a human being With your face all made up, living on a screen Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline I think there's a flaw in my code These voices won't leave me alone Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold..
is this a magical song? because I didn't edit in 2 months, and then when I edit while I listen to this song... The edit is even better than I expected.
POV: Your past makes you insane. So you drink thinking that you can’t survive without a bottle. People make fun of you, laugh, make jokes and other things. You always thought you weren’t insane..but are you?
@@elegantwony7979 oh ok cool- bro i literally responded to this 5 months later, which should give u a sign that i dont care :) and ngl, i have no idea whats going on because clearly i just see that i @ u so im assuming u deleted your comment
